The poor old Sasha la FleurIs sexualized for a lieChildren being slaughtered in churches by churchesFor not believing in ChristmasThen she tweaks in front ofThe dead bodies engulfed in real fireOn her way she is trying to risk her life

As soon as she stops twerkingA pastor with a smoking cigar arrivesAbout to pull his gun outBryan Mullins rushes outTo rescue Sasha la FleurFrom being a prisoner of ChristmasHe shoots the pastorBryan escorts Sasha la Fleur to her homeWhen I was there,Sasha was sobbing, balling, crying tears of deceitShe tells him that she's seen everything